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[Demos Straxus]

"Thats good to hear, because its about all I can cook. Never could grasp the subtleties of pasta making. Mine always end up tasting like plastic."

He watched her in the dim light, intrigued. She seemed an open and friendly person, yet it was as if some shadow hung over her at times.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Eventually thier desert arrive and Kris smiled, "You'll think you've died and gone to heaven when you taste this." As usual it was a large enough slice for two. Taking her spoon she scooped off from the edge and held it out for him to try.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Johny smiled, and leaned across the table, tasting it with his mouth, as his hand moved to hold the spoon, and touching her hand in the process. The touch was electric.

"That is good."

He wasn't entirely sure that he was talking about the dessert.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Kris had felt the spark. Looking directly as if she could see him she said, "Very." She then slowly though reluctanly moved her hand to take a spoonful for herself.

The sun had long since set and the street lights were on. Finishing thier desert she msiled at him.

Coming over Gino msiled and said, "See I knew this boy was good for you. You never smile like that. Go on and enjoy the night. Dinner is a gift." He left before either could argue.

"I guess we should go."Kris wanted to spend more time with him, away from everyone else.

 

[Demos Straxus]

John smiled and helped her up from her chair, leading her towards the door, and into the slight chill of the night. His arm in hers, they started to walk back towards the apartment, though John wasn't in any rush, the warmth of her so close to him was intoxicating.

"We've always got tomorrow."

 

[AngelofDeath]

"True. She laid her head on John's shoulder and for the first time she felt calm. As they walked the wolf noticed they were they only ones on the street. As they passed the alley a figure stepped out.

"Give your money!" He had a gun in his han trained on Kris. "i wouldn't have to shoot the pretty woman.

A second man came ou. "Yeah don't make us hurt you."

 

[Demos Straxus]

John frowned, at the two men and raised both hands in supplication. he spoke to them in a calm voice.

"Its okay. My wallet is in my left jeans pocket. How about if you let her go?"

He inclined his head towards Kris.

"I won't be any trouble."

He was scared, but the warmth on his arm seemed to fill him with strength enough to not show it. He had offered to guide her. He wouldn't let them hurt her.

Moving his hand slowly, he reached for his wallet, extracting it from his pocket with the greatest of care.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Kris would have shifted some and scared them off, but with John next to her she couldn't risk it. "Hand over the purse girlie." The one behind them poked her with the gun unbalancing her and sending her to her knees.

Her cane fell out of her purse as well as her wallet. She could feel the beast within her rising. The one in front kicked her cane out of the way his gun on John as he snatched her wallet and his.

"Look just leave us alone, okay. You have the money now go." Her voice deepening some. She didn't want to scare John, she held her wolf back.

 

[Demos Straxus]

John kept his hands in the air and spoke to them.

"Come on guys, you've got our money, just let us go."

 

[AngelofDeath]

"Yeah We'll go." The one in front gestured to his friend to come around, "But first. since she's blind I ain't worried about her, but you."

Noth raised thier guns and fired. Kris let out a a scream ,"NOOO!!!!" Her wolf forcing its way through allowing her to see with her limited vison, of John, and the two bullet wounds in his chest, both deadly.

She looked at the two of them as they ran, memorizing thier heat signatures.

 

[Demos Straxus]

John fell backwards, the pain intense, and collapsed on the street. He stared up at Kris, but couldn't speak. he began to hack up blood. It was obvious he didn't have much time left.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Kris could let him die. She crawled over and said, "Hold on." She then pressed her hand on the wounds. Her wolf smelled the blood and howled in anger. DEpsite he may hate for what she was about to do, Kris easily picked John up. Thank for the lack of aan audience she got him back to her place fast as the wind.

Laying him on her bed she ripped his shirt off, gasping at the wounds. Kissing him she said, "Forgive me." She then pressed her mouth to his neck and bit. He was so weak he barely fouhgt her as she drank a mouthful of his blood, enough to change him.

Holding her hand over over the wounds she bit down drawing her own blood. Dark fat red drops spalshed onto and in the wounds, they sizzled some with the heat of her gift.

Seeing he was out cold she bandaged him and undressed him. Slipping into the bed naked she wrapped her body around his. John would hate her if he survived.

 

[Demos Straxus]

John recognized the place he was in as a dream, and wondered if perhaps he was dying. He could feel pain far off, but it didn't seem to matter. He was in a deep wood, surrounded by trees, and vines. Through the thick leaves above his head he could see the moon, staring down at him. It seemed to glow with an unearthly light. He looked around and saw her staring at him. Kris, she was nude in the moonlight, and seemed to be beckoning to him, but he was afraid of her. Her eyes weren't blind anymore, instead they were like those of a wolf, observing its prey, suddenly she leaped at him, and he jerked awake, in a cold sweat.

He looked down at his chest, and frowned at the bandage on it.

How did that get there?

It was daylight outside, and as he looked to himself, he nearly screamed. There was Kris sleeping peacfully next to him. He frowned. Last night was a blur. He couldn't recall anything after they left the Restaurant. Had he slept with her?
Reaching over he touched her arm.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Stirring slowly she opened her eyes, realizing John was alive. She could sense the change in him even if he could not yet. "Morning." she sat up and streched, the sheet falling away from her body leaving her bare from the waist up.

 

[Demos Straxus]

John felt himself go hard at the sight of her breasts. Smiling in a somewhat confused manner he spoke.

"Uhm......morning......Did we? I mean last night....I can't remember a thing."

 

[AngelofDeath]

Kris chewed her lip. Could she lie to him? No, but she wouldn't tell him the truth just yet. "No we didn't. YOu got hurt and i brought you here. It was easier to just sleep in the nude."

She caught the firs smell of his arousal, he wanted her. She knew she would have to tell him soon, but for now the truth could wait. Leaning over she kissed him. instinc guiding her more than experience, she was still a virgin.

Do this would bind him to her and his wolf. The more he changed the more he would want her. She remembered the things her mother had taught her.

 

[Demos Straxus]

John tasted her kiss, and responded in kind. He felt strange...like his passion was taking over.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Kris moaned wrapping her arms around him. she nnipped at his bottom lip. "Touch me please," She asked her voice thick with passion. She had never wanted something so bad as she wanted John to make love to her.

 

[Demos Straxus]

In response, John embraced her, running his hands down her soft body. Any illness he might have had before was replaced with a driving need. One he didn't even fully understand.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Kris moaned and let him press her into the matress. His hard cock pressed agaisnt her. Her cunt get wet with each beat of thier hearts. Her hands around his neck, pulling him close.

Instinctivly she opened her legs for him, her lust starting to overcover her. The thought of telling him she was untouched fled as he kissed her more.

 

[Demos Straxus]

John reached down and felt her damp pussy. Pressing his hard cock against it, he kissed her again, and then thrusted hard, his lust allready skyrocketing.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Kris cried out in pain and pleasure as her hymen was ripped away. She bit his shoulder as her pussy tried to adjust to the sudden change in things. With a shaky breath she said, "Don't stop." Her nails drawing tiny bits of blood.

This was the way of what they were and she accepted it. She knew it would be better the next time he claimed her.

 

[Demos Straxus]

John frowned at her gasping, but didn't stop. He wasn't even sure he could. The passion was intoxicating. As he slammed into her tight, wet pussy, he felt her bite him, and almost came at the action. It was the most erotic thing he had ever felt. From somewhere within rose a growl. Snarling savagely he continued to fuck her. He couldn't think of any other word for it. He felt like some animal in rut. Reaching a hand up he began to fondle one breast, as his pace increased.

 

[AngelofDeath]

Kris moaned and howled in pleasure. Her pussy convulsing around him as she came. She could still taste his bblood in her mouth. "More John, more." She arched up meating him move for move.

Her whole body began to heat in pleasure, the room thick with sweat and sex.

 

[Demos Straxus]

John became a blur as he fucked her for all his worth, feeling the slick, crushing tightness of her hot wet hole. seized by an alien passion he moved foreward and bit into her neck, surprised at how easilty his teeth pierced the soft tissue, and loving the taste of her blood.

What the fuck is going on with me?

He didn't know.........and right now he didn't care.